The Veil

Chapter Fifty-One

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He was walking from the direction of my old house, he was wearing a dark green sweater, black pants and black boots. 

He had a giant black golf umbrella and looked exactly as he had in the vision? Hallucination? Image? That Lindsay had shown me.  

Was that real? Was he really there, or was Lindsay showing me this again? 

The umbrella, it hadn't been snowing the night my parents were killed, which was what Lindsay showed me. 

I looked up at her, and her face confirmed this was real, the panic and horror on her face were very real. 

I blinked at the snow falling in my eyes and looked back at my grandpa, slowly making his way to me, laying in the mud on the floor, covered in blood. 

"Grandpa?" I questioned in shock, I knew now he was responsible for my parents deaths, I still didn't understand why but I knew it was him. 

He stopped in front of me, no concern on his face for his granddaughter on the floor. 

"I was worried you wouldn't come back in time, it's taken years, and a lot of patience from me, waiting to have you back here." He smiled down at me, it wasn't a nice smile.

My heart rate picked up, I could hear it in my ears. 

"I don't know what you're talking about." I shook my head at him. 

Why was everyone being so vague and cryptic with me?

He didn't acknowledge Lindsay crouched next to me, whispering something too fast for me to catch, not even a glance in her direction.

"I know you don't know what I'm talking about, your parents made this real easy for me sweetheart." He almost looked sympathetic. 

"Wha-what do you want?" I asked, slowly getting back up to my feet, my eyes never left him. 

"I just want what I'm owed, what I deserve. I need your abilities Lillian, your parents wouldn't let me take them, but they're not here now." He sighed and suddenly tossed his umbrella away from him, it landed a few feet away, being picked up by the wind and gently floating until it stopped against a tree. 

When I looked back at him I almost screamed, he was holding a gun.  

My grandfather was pointing a gun at me, his face murderously angry. 

"Now, I'm not going to say this more than once, you're going to cooperate, you're going to do everything I say and I won't hurt you. I don't want to hurt you. I just want what I deserve." His breath was so deep and even, nothing like my own, panicked hyperventilation.

"Lily you need to run, you need to run now." Lindsay grabbed my arm and started to pull me, I couldn't look anywhere but the gun. 

"Now girl, don't you start trying that." Malik said. 

No longer grandpa, he couldn't be grandpa to me again. 

He took a step closer to me, the gun moving closer to me.

I didn't give it another thought, I bolted.

I ran as fast as my legs could take me, it wasn't fast enough, my already injured leg screamed in protest and the snow was so fast I could barely see where I was going.

I dodged trees, too frightened to look behind me to see if Malik was close, to see if I was losing him.

Lindsay was right next to me, no trouble in her breathing. "What the fuck is happening?" I panted at her.